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But first, she sent a text: “Hey, can we talk?” His kisses started to move south, down Erica’s flat stomach. Erica added, “If you’re still up for that drink with me, I live right around the corner. “Don’t stop, baby, don’t stop,” Paige yelled out. Paige grabbed the sheets in fists with her hands. “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Erica thought the same thing as she rubbed away at her sopping wet pussy. “Now let’s see what we have here.”

Mark stepped out of his shoes and slipped his pants and boxers off. I could use the tip money,” Erica replied. With a hand down her pants, she rubbed her pussy, wishing she hadn’t sent Mark away. Thirty minutes later, Mark was at Erica’s apartment door, knocking with a bottle of wine in each hand.